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Frederick Arthur Forster

01 Nov 1934 – 27 Nov 2019

Frederick Arthur Forster

If you can keep your head when all about you

   Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

   But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

   Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,

   And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;

   If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with triumph and disaster

   And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

   Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,

   And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

   And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

   And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

   To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

   Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

   Or walk with kings—nor lose the common touch;

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

   If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run—

   Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And—which is more—you'll be a Man, my son!

Funeral Service Program

Saturday, December 14th at 10:30 am

Gathering Song “Amazing Grace”

Opening Prayer Fr. Michael Healey

Words of Rememberance Vickie, Joe, Danny

First Reading (Wisdom 3: 1-6) Alannah, Ainsley, Bella

Responsorial Psalm (Psalm 103) Maria Shao

Second Reading (Corinthians 15:51-57) Alannah, Ainsley, Bella

Gospel Acclamation Fr. Michael Healey

Prayers of the Faithful Katie, Peter, Rachel, Michelle

Preparation Song “Be Not Afraid"

Presentation of the Gifts Stephen, Thomas, Freddy, Devon, Hutton

Communion Song “On Eagle's Wings"

Final Commendatino and Farewell Fr. Michael Healey

Recessional Song “When Irish Eyes are Smiling"

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Frederick Arthur Forster

Our beloved Frederick Arthur Forster (“Freddy”) died of heart failure at age 85 on Wednesday, November 27, 2019. He was surrounded by family during his final moments at home.

Fred was born at home on November 1, 1934, in Cappawhite, Tipperary, Ireland. He was the third of five children born to Lily and Captain Francis Forster.

In Ireland, Fred attended Cappawhite National School. At the age of 10, he went to Rockwell boarding school. Fred's mother passed away when he was 14 and he never stopped longing for her. At sixteen Fred went to University College Dublin (UCD) as a pre-med student, later graduating from University of London with a degree in engineering.

At the age of 10, Fred played his first rugby game at Rockwell. At the age of 16, he was the youngest player to ever play for UCD. Fifty-one years later, at the age of 67, Fred played for UCD's 3A team, against Newbridge, making him the oldest player to don the UCD blue jersey. At the age of 78, he was the oldest known rugby team player in the world.

Fred arrived in Montreal, Canada in 1957, where he met Beverley. They married in 1960 and decided that California would be a better place to raise a family. Their first child was born two weeks after they arrived in San Francisco. For 20 years, Fred worked at Bechtel as a finance cost controller before becoming an independent businessman.

In 1994, at half-time during a rugby game, Fred changed into his white top-hat and tux along with a bright green bowtie and cummerbund to marry his second wife, Victoria. A six-minute video was broadcast on national television and has since been seen in many other countries around the world (see the YouTube video).

Fred and Victoria owned a house in Newbridge, Ireland, where they spent a great deal of time. They belonged to the local golf club. Victoria also served for three years as President of the Newbridge Rugby Club, the only woman president of an Irish Rugby club. They also owned businesses in Ireland and enjoyed a great social life.

In Auburn, California, Fred and Victoria owned a farm where Fred raised donkeys and grew apricots to make jam -- often with his grandchildren. He was an artist and painted whimsical scenes from his life; a book of Fred's paintings, Getting Carried Away, was published in 2002. He played the trumpet and piano. One of our favorite photo memories is of Fred serenading the donkeys at the farm. Fred loved to be in the limelight and was proud of his invitation to be a guest singer with the San Francisco Gay Men's Choir. Always fun-loving, when asked, "What do you do?" he would answer, "I drink beer, play rugby, and chase women, but not necessarily in that order."

Fred is survived by his Sister: Elizabeth (Guy); Children: Vickie (Peter), Joe (Penny), Stephen (Michelle), and Dan (Juanita); Grandchildren: Katie, Rachel, Peter James, Thomas, Colin, Alannah, Freddy, Ainsley, and Belle; and Step-grandchildren: Lauren and Julia. He is also survived by Stepchildren: Catherine (David), Deborah (Mike), David (Lisa); Step-grandchildren: Amber, David, Joe, Madeline, Devon, and Hutton.

Parents, Lily & Francis Forster & “The Forster Five-1970’s”

Michael, Frederick, Elizabeth, Vivian and Francis

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Fred serenading his asses

Fred and

FAMILY

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Following the Funeral, Fred’s ashes will be flown back to Ireland to be buried in the family grave in the parish of Cappawhite, Toem, Co. Tipperary.

Please Join us Immediately after Mass for

Fred’s 85th Birthday Celebration at

390 Eucalyptus Avenue, Hillsborough 94010

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